Long we awaited the Wizard. The Sorcerer spoke. The Ship ascended. 00:00
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\"No gods in the skies!\" the brave men lamented. They were then called forth, and cursed upon. 05:56
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Goddamn this enemy! And the machines that they ride into war! 16:25
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Sewn in sailcloth, they grieved for him. And so, the Navigator was buried at sea. 19:38
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...and in the sea of starry night, the awful haint haunted them so. 28:40
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but all that remained of the Mad Wizard was glass on the floor. 33:43
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\"ROW! ROW\" cried the captain. Our conjurer spoke his obscene incantation. We gazed up towards the stars, bright and brilliant. Our eyes fell to the black sea below. Blackest emptiness, spotted with the stars above. \"ROW!\" and the sea and sky became one vast celestial ocean. \"ROW!...\"
One ship. One crew. Two wizards. An armada of dæmons, riding electric monsters into war. And the awful ghost that haunts them all...
A quest to The Great Corpse Hall. A fight to reach distant shores. Two sisters, giantesses, condemned to weave for the malevolent spellcaster. A battle between two sorcerers that will leave one to sleep for all times.
Only one thing stands between them and their heathen gods...
